"In other words, these blessings are meant for you to remove the calamity that falls on your head." Xiao Ling repeated: "Hong Aya is right about this, using the extra blessings of your life to offset the retribution this time will not bring you any harm, and besides, this matter belongs to us to help the underworld deal with trouble, and it is also a merit, and the final benefit is still yours." ”

I glanced at him disdainfully and said, "It sounds so good, why don't you go?" ”

"Isn't that the most important place!" He said as a matter of course: "This retribution is placed on me, but it will kill someone!" I don't have a grandfather to help me save for my fortune. ”

Listening to what he said, it seemed to make some sense, so I didn't say anything, after all, Hong Aya knew the old man the best among the three of us, and she knew more than my own grandson, since she said that the old man had accumulated a lot of blessings for me, it should be true.

The car sped all the way and arrived at Shunyizhai before dark, and Uncle Bo seemed to have calculated that we would come back at this time, and made a large table full of dishes waiting for us.

"Let's finish the matter, let's eat first, and talk while eating," Uncle Bo pulled over a few stools and said.

When Uncle Bo saw Hong Aya, the two nodded to each other, and then sat down at the table one after another.

During the meal, Xiao Ling roughly told Uncle Bo about our affairs, including what happened to me and Hong Aya in the underworld, which I told Xiao Ling later.

"It seems that your trip to the underworld is not going well." Uncle Bo smiled: "And in the end, I was calculated by others." ”

"It's strange to say, I didn't feel anything abnormal about Zhao Na from the beginning, who knew that she would be yin in the end!" Xiao Ling said indignantly: "If I see him again in the future, I will let her walk around without eating!" ”

As he was talking, Wangcai suddenly jumped in from outside the door, and I followed the reputation and found that there were no less than five scars on Wangcai's body at this moment, and the blood that had coagulated was sticking to the hair, looking quite embarrassed.

I rubbed myself up from my seat with Red Aya, who was obviously more nervous than I was, and was the first to run to Wangcai's side, crouching down and stroking around its wound while asking softly.

Wangcai barked softly, as if in response to Red Aya's words.

Xiao Ling also got up and walked over and asked, "What's the matter?" ”

Hong Aya said: "It said that the old lady's house has other things, and it didn't fight that Gu." But what's the matter with you, and where did you go with Wangcai? ”

"I'll tell you about that later." Xiao Ling also sighed: "Now that things are getting more troublesome, that old lady will definitely wait for an opportunity to take revenge on us, now just one grass ghost woman has already made us anxious, and now there is another old lady..."

This is also what I want to complain about, how do you feel that since we dealt with the affairs of my family, the troubles have not stopped, and it is getting more and more complicated?!

"What are you afraid of, Lao Tzu is not dead yet." Uncle Bo ate indifferently at the dinner table: "As long as you are in this Shunyi fast for a day, I can guarantee your safety for a day, and you will never break a single hair!" ”

"But I can't go out for the rest of my life..."I know that Uncle Bo has good intentions, but this sentence doesn't seem to be useful.

"No, I'll follow you, as long as you go out, I'll follow you wherever you go." Uncle Bo stiffened his neck and said a little stubbornly.

Red Aya said a few more words to Wangcai, and then patted it on the back, and the latter turned around on the ground with great spirituality, turned his head and went out. Hong Aya turned around and returned to her seat, looked at Uncle Bo and said, "The top priority now is to make Shen Huai stronger, not how we want to protect him, even if you are strong, can you keep him?" ”

I quite agree with this, to put it bluntly, I can't do it, and I have to worry about whether I will be killed when I go out.

It's really not inferiority, it's the fact, and now there are people or ghosts out there who want to kill me. On the grass ghost woman's side, it is a grudge with my grandfather, and these resentful spirits treat me as Shen Yi, and things go around and around from the box that my grandfather left for me.

But if you start with the box, it seems that I don't even know if my grandfather is real or not!

I raised my eyes to look at Xiao Ling and looked at Hong Aya.

It seems that since I came out of my house, everyone has not told me some substantive answers, they are all some ambiguous answers, Hong Aya knows about grandpa, Xiao Ling seems to know some things related to me, but these two people give me the same answer - now is not the time for me to know.

When is it time for me to know? After I am tortured to death by the Gu of the Grass Ghost Woman? Or after being torn to shreds by those resentful spirits?

For so long, it seems that I, as a person concerned, have been kept in the dark, and these bystanders from a certain perspective know better.

Sometimes I wonder if I know more about myself, or do others know more about me?

Seeing that I had been standing here, Xiao Ling called out to me: "Boy, what do you want?" Let's eat first! ”

"Uh-oh." I came back to my senses, answered, and sat back in my seat.

For the rest of the time, everyone seemed to be thinking about their own affairs, and no one spoke, only Uncle Bo occasionally opened his mouth to ask a few innocuous words, and the time spent a meal in this strange atmosphere.

After dinner, Xiao Ling arranged a place for Hong Aya to live - also on the second floor, next to my room, but he didn't remind Hong Aya that she couldn't go up to the third floor, which also made me a little confused.

Could it be that Red Aya knows what is on the third floor? Or does Xiao Ling know that she can't hide it from her?

I can't pretend to be a person, and the more I like this, the more I want to know what is on the third floor, so at night, after everyone is asleep, I pinch the time of half past two in the morning and quietly go out.

Looking at the dark staircase leading to the third floor, I gritted my teeth and stepped on!